Title: The Last of the Sparkling Guardians
Summary: Sparkling Guardians are special bots who were specialist on caring and protecting sparklings. One way you can tell them apart from other bots is their spark which is golden. During the war, they became extinct. But unknown to every bot, there is still one more left and he's hidding on earth. Will they be able to protect him from a collector and his hunters? Animated
Rating: K
The moment he online his optics he had a feeling that he should hid. So he did. And what did you know he was right.
Ratchet was having a check up today. But not the kind of check he usually do. This one was different from the others. This time he wasn't just checking thier systems, he was checking thier sparks as well.
The first one up was the bravest of them all, Optimus Prime. The brave bot took it on like a mech and came out victorious.
The next one up was Prowl. He went in all cool and collective and he came out all cool and collective.
The third one up was the big mech Bulkhead. Ah, Bulkhead. The big mech went in all nervous but he came out with a smile on his face.
The last one up was Bumblebee. Yes, Bumblebee. The hyperactive youngling of the team. He was... not there.
Ratchet looked all over the base for the youngling and he couldn't find him any where.
"Bumblebee! You little glitch head! Where are you?" Ratchet yelled as he stormed around the base looking for the young bot.
"I swore he was here a minute ago." said Optimus as he look around.
"He left." said Sari, who was holding a bag from Burger-Bot.
"Then where did he go?" asked the irrated medic.
Sari shrugged while drinking her soda, "I don't know. He drove me to Burger-bot and drop me off here. He didn't came in. Did you need him?"
"Bumblebee was suppose to get a system check by Ratchet today but it seems that he's avoiding it." said Prowl.
"Why? You gave him plenty of system checks before. What makes this one different?"
"This time I'm checking his spark to make sure it's funtioning properly and doesn't have a virus."said Ratchet.
"So, he's scared about showing his spark?" asked Bulkhead
"I think so. He's still very young and it's kind of embrassing for a mech his age. Give him some time and he'll come around." said Optimus.
Ratchet headed back to the medbay. He didn't think Bumblebee ran off because he was shy. No, he ran off because of a different reason and Ratchet had a pretty good idea what.
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Bumblebee was not at the base getting his systems check by Ratchet. Instead he was at the park watching the clouds move by deep in his thoughts. He wasn't going to let Ratchet see his spark. He wasn't going to let one check up blow up a secret he keep for stellar cycles. He promise his creator that he wouldn't and he don't plan on showing it anytime soon.
He frown. He miss his creator. He was only a 1st framer when he lost him. He didn't know his other creator, his Sir, because he died before he was even sparked. Fornately, they didn't bonded yet or both he and his carrier would have probably offline with him.
He signed. His Sir was a great mech his carrier would say. Even if he was an old one he had the spark of a youngling and so much love to spar. Bumblebee would of love to meet him, even for a day at least, but thanks to the war he never got that chance.
All he can do now is try to live up to his name. Be the best he can be. He would sneak on Teletran 1 while everybody's recharging or away from the base and learn all he needs to know and then some. He'll re-read data pads so much that he' pretty sure he had the whole thing memorize, possible from word-to-word.
But he had to keep it all a secret. No one must know about him. He was the last of his kind and the last thing he wanted was to be treated as some thing that need to be protected at all time. Like some prize. He need to be out there, to be free, just like everybody esle. He didn't know how his kind was going to reappear again but all he know is that he must be let be.
His thoughts were interupped by a call from his comm.-link.
::What's up, Boss-bot?::
::Bumblebee, we got trouble downtown. We're heading there now::
::Right. Be right there::
Bumblebee set all thoughts of his past aside and got up. He transformed and headed downtown to help his freinds.
A/N: Happy Halloween! :)